He Xuan, lightly patted the turtle's head. The turtle wasn't scared of him, rather looking pleased. It was indeed very young turtle, only 200 years old.
He was sitting on his island which was known as Black Water island, the heart of black water demon lair to the outside world. But it had it's own name in He Xuan's mind, Jimo Dao*. Indeed the island was really very lifeless. The little ghosts all afraid of him. Except a few, all the creatures treats him as their king only, not as friend. There wasn't warmth. He didn't like fire that much, but he still misses warmth. It was completely different.
He silently looked at the night sky. No star could be seen. What a dark pitch night sky. But he was still watching it. Not moving his gaze for even a moment.
"Was it really my fault? Was it really my luck?" He has asked this question several times in his heart in this lifetime.
Even if the reverend of empty word didn't target him from the start, the fact that it was lured behind him later can also be consider as destiny. Many things are unfair in this world. Those things which was excepted as destiny, was it really their own destiny? Then that means whatever happens it's destiny right?
Then for He Xuan to lose his family, his godhood, his happiness, all were destiny. But he still sought justice. And he got justice. But he lost something again. Throughout his life, he lost everything. He thought in this lifetime he had nothing to lose. But destiny was still cruel to him. As he sought revenge and in this process he lost something precious, without even knowing.
Cruel, cruel! World was cruel to him. He wanted to get angry, but he was feeling rather helpless, at lost. Laughable! He was one of the supremes in the world. People fear even hearing his name. Rather praying to water god, they would pray to Black Demon in their journey of water. Yet he still felt at lost.
The waves were hitting on his bare leg. He Xuan thought again, "What would happen if he didn't lose his compose and pretended to be earth master for the rest of his life, where would be he by now? With Shi QingXuan getting drunk in his lap and muttering lord knows what. Or may be Shi QingXuan would drag him somewhere to mess around while nag him to take female form. Needless to say, no matter how much unwilling he was, he would have to take female form after all. Shi QingXuan is too loud. Rather than hearing his nagging, it's better to just take female form. Then what would happen? They will stroll here and there. Shi QingXuan would help random people without any reason. Some of them were not even his own devotee. But he would still help then and say it's just all for fun. But actually his eyes would be brighter than usual that time.
He specially liked to help kids. Granting their small wishes, playing with them as If he was 6 or 7 years old. What a nuisance! Yet, He Xuan, would still watch him, with a complicated expression.
Then Shi QingXuan would call him, "MingXiong, Mingxiong" without any reason. When he asked what he was shouting for he would laugh and say, "Nothing, I was just confirming you're here with me".
He Xuan didn't like to hear the name "MingXiong" but he still tolerated it because Shi QingXuan's voice would sound very gentle even when he shouts this name.
He Xuan would sigh sometimes and say to himself, "What are you waiting for? The person is right in front of you. Just kill him and call forth his brother as well and kill him. What's there to hesitate?"
But he still couldn't kill the person who was now stuffing his plate with god knows how many types of foods. And his own plate was still empty.
"Mingxiong, taste it, taste it. I heard it's a new type of food. I can't believe mortals are this much talented. Honestly if I had a chance I would become a mortal and live as a wine maker, or as a chef, or as a traveller, or as anything. I will just make new things, taste them, play with kids. It would have been so much fun. What a joke, but I still want to be mortal, haha haha.."
"Me too."
"Hu? Did you say anything? I couldn't hear you because of my laughter haha haha. What did you say?"
"Stop talking with mouth full of foods!" He Xuan tried to act raged.
"Oh! Are you talking about yourself?" Shi QingXuan playfully raised his hand to clean away the crunch that was lingering in He Xuan's lips. After all Shi QingXuan knew that his MingXiong loved to eat foods. Doesn't matter which kind of food as long as it was edible.
He Xuan was a bit shocked at his action. It's certainly not first time Shi QingXuan doing this but everytime he did He Xuan still would be a bit taken aback.
"Mingxiong, I got this bad habit from you. So don't you dare lecture me in this matter. Hahahah..."
He Xuan quietly looked at the laughing face. Jealousy burn through himself but his heart burnt for the longing. He couldn't accept the fact that this man in front of him looked so much alike yet so much different from the person who he admired once sincerely. He never got a chance to love that childhood friend of his, when it was time to take their friendship in another level that person died.
In front of him, this person shall also die. Sooner or later.
He Xuan closed his eyes. The turtle was walking slowly, very slowly. The night was passing slowly, very slowly.
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NOTE: *The 'Jimo' used here means Lonesome
*The 'Dao' used here means Island
Author's note: In case you forgot, He Xuan had a wife (or fiance? I forgot) once who was raped and had killed herself.
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Fanfiction[Completed] This is a story based on the novel Tiang Guang Ci Fu also known as Heaven's officials blessings by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu. It takes place right after the end of the book. As He Xuan had threw Shi QingXuan in the royal capital, they lost all...
